Gettin' Frenchified

Walking the beaches around this island usually includes a whole lot of mussels (empty and full), barnacles of all sizes, limpets (also empty or glued to rocks) and empty clam shells. A few turban shell pieces lie here and there at the high tide mark. Occasionally you will find whelk shells the size of baby fingernails. Today was a rare treat since I found a much bigger version of a whelk in a flashy amber-caramel colour.

And you know what the first thought was in my mind--- IS IT EDIBLE?

Gah! How French is that?